Quote: (04-14-2016 11:32 PM)Anabasis to Desta Wrote:
My mom is a doctor and my sister is graduating Med-school in 2 years. Half my female friends from HS are in Med-school soon to graduate as well. Just from observation I can tell you that ...
Women can be very good or even better at repetitive, by-the-book and non-creative medical specialties like Diagnostic radiation, Gynecology, Family & Preventative Medicine, Anesthesiology or Optometry.
More dynamic, detail-oriented, artistic, case-by-case basis and skill focused medical professions that require independent thinking & split second decisions are primarily designed for the male brain and I'd never trust a woman in these specialties.
Like Surgery of any sort (Plastic, Cardiovascular,Thoracic, Ophtalmic, Spinal ... ), Emergency medicine, Psychiatry, Internal Med, Orthopedics, Dermatology or Urology.
The guy that put my eyeball and bit of face back together was a man. Total artist. Scientist too, probably. Sri Lankan chap. He did a great job. I can still see out of it. Where as before, I could not.
Long time ago.
But recently, I just got landed with IRT as my dentist. No fucking joke. This guy took one look at how the nurses looked at me, and decided to have a bit of a go. Pure IRT bitter bullshit. He talked down to me like a five year old and rattled around the tools of his trade against my still good teeth.
He might even have been Sri Lankan as well. But he was a bitter little bastard that got his come uppance. I had him.
Got a nice new female dentist after threatening to kick up a fuss. He turned out to be a locum and the dental nurses and receptionists hated him as much as me. He was a pig to them as well.
His replacement - the 'SJD' I called her, to remind myself not to talk about certain 'issues'. That is Social Justice Dentist to you Mr. Can't work it out thicko. :-) I just wasn't sure...
Fuck me, I swear she'd seen my posting history at Roosh. I was really worried. She didn't rattle her sabers in my mouth, but she could have used a bit more elbow grease, when, taking out my rear wisdom tooth, and snapping it off, she said 'sorry, didn't get quite all of it, the rest will grow through in the crack, splitting your gums after they have just healed, and there might even be a bit of pain'. Crikey! Yes, it's me Rigsby! The cloves, the cloves...
(Her playing her Laurence Olivier to my Dustin Hoffman)
The other tooth she filled, the enamel fell of the back of it a week later. Good job I was going for a filling in one of my other teeth as well. Which she accidentally snapped a bit off, her saying: "Ooh sorry, that wasn't supposed to happen". It was as if Little Dark himself had garbed up as a Dentist, also impersonating a female as well, obviously, just to say: "This dentistry is not going in the direction I was hoping for".
Apart from that and her forgetting that she had NOT done a deep clean, it was perfect!
To be fair to her, she was a great relief to have compared to IRT. She was very friendly and not the SJD I had predicted her to be. She just needed someone to practice on - and that mug was me! She will be a bloody great dentist in 5 years time I have no doubt. She had a great bedside manner, and explained procedures in depth, even rapping on a bit of vascular theory with me while I was waiting for my Lignocaine to take hold. We talked about the various benefits of Lignocaine compaired to Cocaine. I told her of big drug deals gone wrong. The time the Colombians were after us. She didn't believe me. ;-)
My last dentist was a German national, another Indian chap. Very very good. Absolutely fantastic attitude, no IRT about him at all. We bantered about in a bit of broken Deutsche (me not him).
It's very hard to get good dentists here in the UK. Before these, I had a Polish dentist who told me he had a 40 percent chance of doing a successful procedure, because he didn't really know what he was doing yet. Loved him too! More than if he hadn't told me. No procedures done that day.
The SJD is a bit of a naughty girl if you ask me. Not pretty, not slim, not overly intelligent, not even particularly good at fixing teeth. But still, that unmistakable little frisson you get in your underpants when someone has their knee on your chest and a fucking 1500 RPM drill half way down your throat! Some people pay good money for that. I got mine on the NHS. So maybe this great country of ours hasn't quite gone to the dogs yet.
Too much information?
Sorry.
But as for the opthalmics Anabasis, I can't argue with you there. Guy got out of bed on a Saturday night at 4am to pick glass out of someone's face and eye that had already prolapsed and made him come a fraction of a millimeter away from having a glass eye.
Hours later, I was fixed up. Blind, but fixed up. I prayed to God every day, every single day after that, for my eyesight to come back. I asked him if it would. And he said: " ".
But it did. It came back. Perfect. 20/20 even. That good. From being totally blind. It took six months, but it happened. I have him and him alone to thank for doing that.
I also had a very bad experience with a female nurse who was supposed to be helping me, but ended up abusing me. But I've gone on too long as usual.